The most surprised was the shopkeeper, leaning against the counter, looking straight at Jiang Ling's departing back with his eyes, speechless in surprise. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I haven't seen him for a few days, this young man has actually obtained the token of the mighty general appointed by the King of Yue, and his strength has inexplicably improved so much, he is simply not a human being, he is a genius among geniuses. ”

After a long time, the shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders, shook the white cloth strip on his shoulders a few times, and continued his daily work.

"This master, please, what do you want to eat, our store has grandly launched a few new dishes, do you want to try it?"

After Jiang Ling left the Spring Garden, his stomach was full, although he was in a bad mood when he met the ruffian Black Tan and a black-faced strong man who had written a challenge book, but the matter was easily resolved, he looked at the helpless eyes of the black charcoal being dragged away, and finally reported the evil spirit that had been suppressed for many days.

He had always suspected that he had something to do with the assassination of the mysterious man in black in the swordsmith's workshop, and when he kicked the ruffian black charcoal on the ground just now, he deliberately paid attention to it, and sure enough, the heavy sword used by the man in black that day was Black Tan's sword.

The ruffian black charcoal was taken away by the law enforcement team of the Yue country to maintain public order, and it will definitely not be released for a while, not to mention that it will be locked up for ten days and half a month.

"When the black charcoal is released, the Martial God Academy will have already ended, and I am afraid that I deserve it on the way to escort Princess Ling Yao into Chu, who let you offend Uncle Ben, and you caused yourself to miss the martial arts competition in the Martial God Academy. ”

Jiang Ling did not have any sympathy for Hei Tan being arrested by the law enforcement team, but scolded Hei Tan.

"I don't know what happened to Princess Ling Yao?"

Jiang Ling said to himself, and couldn't help but think of Princess Ling Yao's beauty in the country and city, and the picture of entering the princess's back garden by mistake that day and picking up the princess in the Jing Si Pavilion, his face was unconsciously red, and it turned red inexplicably.

"There are a lot of people on the street, so you have to find a quiet place to figure out the dark Buddha pattern inside the mustard bracelet. ”

Jiang Ling thought of the sword forge workshop of the sword idiot and the Heya brothers and sisters, which was an absolutely quiet and quiet place.

It was still early, and he wandered freely on the street for half an hour, slowly wandering to the swordsmithing workshop.

"Brother Sword Idiot, Sister Heya, are you there?"

Jiang Ling pushed open the sword-casting workshop and shouted a few times, the sword-casting workshop was still the same as before, and there was a large water tank for quenching and a sword-casting furnace placed outside.

It's just that the sword-casting furnace didn't have a fire, and there was no sword-casting stone nearby, and there wasn't a well-made sword, as if no one had been casting a sword here for several days.

"Did you move away?"

Jiang Ling walked to the inner room suspiciously, and shouted a few words in succession: "Brother Sword Idiot, Sister Heya, are you there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man popped out of the inner room, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a gray head and a black face, and two baskets on his shoulders, all of which were placed some daily necessities.

The young man who jumped out was about his early twenties, with a kind face, and the first feeling was that he was down-to-earth and realistic, and he was definitely a good farmer who lived with peace of mind.

The farmer was also surprised to see someone coming, he was stunned for a moment, put down his burden, and asked kindly, "Are you the little brother of Lin Jiang?"

Jiang Ling wondered, this person has never seen him, how can he know me, looking at his appearance, he is not like a thief who burglarizes in broad daylight.

"You are?"

Jiang Ling asked vigilantly.

The farmer smiled, hehe, his face was full of happiness and pride, and he said slowly: "I am a man from Heya, my name is Dumbwood, hehe." ”

"What, Sister Heya is married?"

Jiang Ling looked surprised, he didn't expect that Heya would get married in just a few days, he stared at the down-to-earth farmer in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. exclaimed: "Yes, you are an honest person, Sister Heya is kind and simple, you have to treat her well, by the way, Brother Sword Idiot, where is Sister Heya now?"

Stunned Mu picked up the burden, and said as he walked: "After Brother Sword Idiot and Sister Heya got a lot of money, Brother Sword Idiot said that he was going to participate in the competition of the Martial God Academy, and he would become a powerful sword forger in the future, and he would no longer cast swords if he didn't have time to manage the Sword Casting Workshop, and he was estimated to have entered the Martial God Academy now." He also asked me to marry Heya, entrusted Heya to me, and then explained that I must wait for a young man named Lin Jiang in the sword casting workshop, I waited for two days, no one came at all, and when I was packing up just now, I heard you shouting outside, so I concluded that you were Lin Jiang. ”

"I see. ”

Jiang Ling also guessed that the sword idiot would do this, and when he entered the Martial God Academy that day, he met the sword idiot begging the captain of the iron head to accept him as a disciple.

"Brother Sword Idiot, is a real sword-loving person, but it's a pity that his talent has not been stimulated. Jiang Ling sighed.

Stunned Mutou grinned and said: "Brother Sword Idiot gave all the gold coins to Heya as a dowry, Heya paid taxes for every family in our village, bought a large field property, and was preparing to build a house, we are ready to live with peace of mind, she also specially explained that I invited you to my house to drink wine, saying that she was going to stew chicken soup for you." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ling's heart warmed, recalling the days when his muscles and veins were seriously injured and drifted to the Southern Spirit Domain, if it weren't for the sword idiot and the Heya brothers and sisters who stewed chicken soup every day for half a month, they didn't know how long it would take to wake up.

Jiang Ling thought that there were still important things that had not been completed, so he refused the invitation of the stunned wood, and said blessedly: "Thank you for my kindness, Sister Heya, and you must tell her that the chicken soup she makes is the best in the world." ”

Jiang Ling said this sentence completely from the depths of his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, no one would do this except for the patriarch Iron Blood who cared for him so much. Jiang Ling was told by the clansmen when he was a child that he had no father or mother, was an orphan, and had always grown up alone.

Later, the village was slaughtered by the men in black, and all the clansmen died, Jiang Ling had no choice but to go down the mountain to experience and find the enemy in order to live well.

In the past six months, Jiang Ling has lived a life of Qingfeng's blade, and his heart has become stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until he met Brother Sword Idiot and Sister Heya that he felt a sense of home.

Seeing that Lin Jiang didn't want to go, he didn't invite anymore, he slowly took out a pair of delicate talismans from his pocket and handed them to Jiang Ling, and said: "Sister Heya has long guessed that you are not an ordinary person, there are many things to deal with, and she will not go to my house with me, she embroidered this pair of talismans with her own hands, and asked me to hand them over to you and Miss Hanxiang, saying that it can bring you good luck and bless you to find Miss Hanxiang as soon as possible." ”

Jiang Ling took the talisman a little embarrassed, put it on his neck, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't wake up until Sister Heya still remembers that trouble." ”

"Hehe, she said that you were in a coma for half a month, and she shouted the name of Hanxiang all day long, and she remembered it after hearing it thousands of times. ”

Jiang Ling once again thanked the stunned wood and Sister Heya.

The stunned wood grinned and smirked: "Little brother, I'll go first, there is a futon left in the swordsmithing workshop, if you don't want to go to Chunmanlou, just sleep in the swordcasting workshop! ”

Jiang Ling walked into the inner room of the Sword Casting Workshop relaxedly, the bed that had been lying for half a month was still placed as it was, and the bowl where the chicken soup had been drunk was also placed in a fixed place.

"So cozy. ”

After Jiang Ling rested for a while, he closed the door, sat cross-legged, slowly raised the mustard bracelet he was wearing in his left hand, and looked at it carefully for a while.

"Mustard Seed Bracelet, Blood Pool Cave Cave Owner's Token, alas, Old Taoist, you are looking at the wrong person, I don't want to be the new owner of the Blood Pool Cave, but since you gave it to me, don't do it in vain, just right, I still lack a larger storage space." ”

Jiang Ling stroked the pitch-black mustard bracelet, remembering the thrilling scene in the wilderness that day, his heart palpitated, and he was almost chased and killed by the Five Great Dao Sect.

He felt sorry for the old poison and the old Taoist, and the two fought to the death, but in the end, the mustard bracelet went into the hands of an outsider who had nothing to do with the blood pool cave.

Suddenly, the mustard bracelet trembled slightly, shooting out a string of golden Buddhist incantations.

Jiang Ling was startled and saw this magical Buddhist mantra again. Unhurriedly, he cut open the storage space of the mustard bracelet and took out the dark Buddha pattern tripod placed inside.

A black statue engraved with a string of Buddhist texts was quietly placed on the ground, and he clearly felt that the dark Buddha pattern tripod exuded an unpredictable strange aura.

The inscription on Ding's body was shining, and it seemed to have been sensed by something and had a function.

"What the hell is this?"

Jiang Ling stared at the black tripod in front of him in confusion, his soul was inexplicably shocked, his mind was dizzy, and the mutilated soul obtained from the dark Buddha pattern tripod sensed the carrier again, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Where are you, Elo, I don't want you to get hurt. ”

Jiang Ling's ears kept ringing with the sound of Han Xiang, crisp in his ears, and Han Xiang's delicate body appeared intermittently in his mind, which was cute and moving.

"I will wait for you for three lives and three lives, and I will never regret it. ”

Han Xiang was dressed in white, and the white ribbon of her dress floated gently, calling Jiang Ling like a fairy, and her voice was sweet and irresistible.

Jiang Ling recalled the warm fragrance of nephrite jade in the sarcophagus of the ice room of the Burial Dragon Pit, and the crimson lingered, and suddenly shouted in extreme pain: "Han Xiang, where are you?" Gu Changfeng's predecessor said to take you back to the Spirit Clan to heal, are you okay? I will definitely come to you, believe me." ”

Hanxiang still maintained a sweet smile, and disappeared from her mind as she walked farther and farther away.

"Poro, I'll always wait for you to come to me. ”

Jiang Ling felt a cramp in his heart, and slapped his head violently, only to find that all that appeared was hallucination.

"It's so powerful, it can make people irresistibly hallucinate. ”

Jiang Lingfo touched the Buddha pattern tripod, carefully checked it, his fingers gently touched the inscription, suddenly, the Buddha pattern tripod trembled violently, and the inscription emitted bursts of golden light, emitting a strong suction.

Jiang Ling's fingers were sucked blood, and the spiritual blood flowed into the Buddha Pattern Ding inscription, and suddenly a string of inscriptions floated up, wrapping around Jiang Ling's body, frantically devouring the aura.

"Not good...... This thing is devouring aura. ”

Jiang Ling was not good for a while, and he wanted to stay away from the Buddha Pattern Ding, but he was firmly trapped by the inscription and couldn't move.

(There is a change in the evening)